Sunday, January 03, 2010
Let's just say there was a bit over 90 days between the Day of Awakening June 1 and the Day of Reckoning September 5 when final measurements for the tuxedo were to be cast.
Plan? What Plan?. How to get from a fast approaching 250 pounds to some presentable number, perhaps 230 a number I felt was achievable based on previous decades practice.
Clearly, the approach that had always worked before, at least for about 10 pounds or so, was regular visits, at least 5 days a week, to Ballys. Of course eating right could also contribute to that. You know, things like not having the 3rd supersize Dr. Pepper. Making do with only 2 refills. Downsizing from the supersize french fries to the McD's Dollar menu, both an economic and a weight loss sensible concession to the need for speed. After all, 90 days goes by quickly. No sacrifice would be too small.
As June rolled into July, there was some progress not so visible, but the scale was beginning to trend in the right direction-down not up. The first tool I employed at this point was a self inflicted, self designed microsoft excel spreadsheet chart. Being somewhat visual, that seemed to set some goals since I started with a range of 246 pounds down to a hoped for 210 pounds in the far distant future. At least a beginning with a means to measure progress. All the gurus say that is important.
My goal- to turn all the red squares to white squares and when there are no white squares left I will be within 5 pounds of my basketball playing weight of 205 pounds that for some unknown reason I remember from 1971 weighed in on the island of Guam. Oh, yeah, now I remember, that was a high back then. Nonetheless, it was a solid, youthful 205 that worked well enough when mixed with lots of exercise, sunshine and island cooking.
By early July, I was down in the 237 range from a June high of 243 (I confess that is the highest official recorded weight, it may or may not have been the actual highest weight). That was when the next tool appeared to aid in the journey. Tomorrow the source of the next push.